After a few minutes, the woman returned with the old man giving her a reassuring look.
Her grey face had hints of blushing and her eyes were fixed to the ground.
She sensed the odd look Kai Syaoran was giving her and she grunted in displeasure. All hints of the bashful young lady were gone.
"Since there is not treasure, I will be taking my leave." she said.
Before Kai Syaoran could even say anything, the young woman turned around to leave as fast as she could. She wanted to forget this encounter as soon as possible.
"Since you are traders, I think we can do some business." said Kai Syaoran. When she heard these words, she looked back at Kai Syaoran with hope and greed shining in her dark eyes.
This feeling was short lived hen she remembered where she was. She was in the Wastelands, a place were only the dregs of the underworld, too weak to grab power in this chaotic domain lived out their existences in poverty and hopelessness.
